Poetry

November 8, 2018 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

Reuters photo

 

By

Rick Davis

 

 

 

Progress: Upon Watching Election Results

 

 

Congress is the darkest night

and a nameless fire –

we are blackened breadcrumbs.

 

We are thousands, maybe millions

of little night moths crowding against

televised window panes to

catch a glimmer of light.

 

Congress is now, at least, blue –

the bursting overflow of pleasure –

so we are surrounded by

hopeful palm trees,

lemon trees and

 

mystical birds of paradise.

 

 

 

 

 

rick-davis

Rick Davis

Rick Davis is a graduate of Northeastern Illinois University, and several graduate programs.  He is married, and has over 700 published poems.

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